This is really a damn ghost.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him with unfriendly eyes, Brian was a little unhappy. He felt that he was doing something bad with good intentions. He frowned slightly and said:

"What do you mean? I kindly save you. I don't know how to thank you for your gratitude, but I still look like I owe you money."

"Now you have regained your freedom. Before the eye demon tyrant Karazkar appears, run away quickly." He said to the slaves.

After saying this, Brian found that these people were still indifferent and looked at him with an unhappy expression.

Finally, a human man with red face in the slave group stood up.

He walked up to Brian and explained to Brian with a bitter face:

"Thank you for your life-saving grace to regain our freedom, but you don't know that compared to restoring freedom and returning to the surface, we are more willing to work under Lord Karazkar. Killing these Eye Demon Supervisors will undoubtedly cut off our retreat."

"Are you brainwashed?" Brian's eyes narrowed slightly. Through the reconnaissance of the psychic warlock, he found that there was no trace of manipulation in their hearts.

Besides, this eye demon is not a good player in controlling the mind.

"No." The middle-aged man spoke sincerely, not looking like he was lying, "We are willing to work here."

"Yes, we are willing to work here." A big bearded dwarf jumped out and said to Brian with a vulgar voice. "I was originally a golden dwarf from the Golden Shield clan from the Ridge of the World, but in my tribe, in addition to mining and mining, even wine is supplied in limited quantities. I have to work at least 12 hours a day. There is no rest day yet, the old bastard of Gibraltar knows to put gold coins into his crotch and never thinks about our feelings."

"It's different here." said the bearded dwarf with an excited expression. "I only work eight hours a day here, and I have two forced rest days every week. I even have 10 days of unhappy vacation every year. Even the food and wine are in sufficient supply. Of course, I don't want to go back such a good place."

"That's it." The words of the bearded dwarf seemed to open the gates of speech, and most of the slaves here responded.

"I just wanted to go back. I live in the lower town of Bod Gate and bought a house from the Golden Dragon Tax Officer, Ms. Leanna Slaters." A human with messy hair like a chicken coop said:

"I never thought that the house had just been renovated, Ms. Leanna Slaters, the enemy of the Golden Dragon, came to her trouble with a middle-aged Red Dragon. The house I just bought was destroyed in the flames of the Red Dragon. Not only did I lose the house, I also had to pay the mortgage of the Golden Dragon Tax Officer every month. Here, I don't have to worry about anything. In addition to the suppressed environment, my work is also very easy, so I don't want to go back to the surface."

"Go to your uncle, whoever says the environment here is depressing, I'm anxious with him!" A bald gray dwarf walked to the human man, jumped up and gave him a big pussy, and said with a wicked smile, "I don't have that big opinion about work here. What attracts me the most is actually those dark elves. As long as I'm tired of work, I can queue up to find them to vent."

The gray dwarf said, unconsciously drifting towards a cave that looked more hidden not far away.

"That's right, my wife ran away with someone. None of the three children I have raised for more than ten years are mine. As long as you are willing to endure hardships on the surface, you will have endless hardships. I won't go back, and I'm not stupid."

Brian was also amused and laughed at the reasons for these slaves.

This suddenly reminded him of the problem he had seen in the real world. If aliens occupy the earth, they are forced to work for eight hours every day, and they are on holidays normally, and there are still half a month of paid leave every year. How many people in the world will resist the rule of aliens?

Then someone commented, "This is not for occupation, this is for liberation!"

"Okay, just be happy. Since you don't want to go back to the surface, then keep working. If your Lord Karazkar comes, you will push all the blame to me."

I have to say that this Eye Demon Tyrant Karazkar is really a good player in controlling slaves. This is probably a little more ruthless than the effect of magic attacks.

Brian shook his head helplessly, and then he couldn't help but wonder what the so-called dark elf chick and the cave in line just now were in the gray dwarf's mouth.

His thoughts moved, and turned into fog of light, disappeared in place, and appeared in the dim cave.

Then, the scene inside made Brian a little stunned.

There are dark elves everywhere, mostly naked, wearing white stockings and veils, while a group of men of all races line up not far away.

A chattering eye demon stood on a platform similar to security checks, checked the men in line, and then confirmed that they were correct before putting them in.

Brian didn't know what terrible psychological harm the drow elves had caused to Karazkar, the eye demon tyrant.

This guy is not so kind to treat these beautiful girls, just treating them as a group of tools for people to relax their bodies.

Brian did not comment on this situation and quietly left.

He came to the human man who had just stood up and asked him a few questions. After learning that the eye demon tyrant Karazkar had disappeared for a long time, he walked towards the nest where Karazkar was resting without fear.

In the nest, Brian finds Karazkal's treasure house, a giant stone-eyed demon, glaring at the cracked canyon.

Its main eye is a hollow axis leading to a hemispherical treasure house.

Around the treasure house, surrounded by an invisible magic barrier.

This kind of pediatric magic was easily solved by Brian with a simple way to remove the magic.

As the treasure house of the Eye Demon Tyrant, the wealth inside is naturally very rich. Gold coins and jewelry are piled up like mountains, making people unable to open their eyes, followed by magic equipment of various qualities.

If it were in the past, Brian might have been very excited, but now, except for legendary equipment and more special treasures, nothing else could arouse his interest.

His thoughts moved slightly and he took away all the treasures.

Just as Brian was about to leave, a faint sound suddenly caught his attention in the corner.

He turned around and was surprised to find that it turned out to be a broken component.

No, it should be said that it is a magic tomb from the mechanical realm of Nirvana of the clock.
Chapter completed!